Escaping Trash

The first problem you will encounter as a human is you won't understand shit. Next, you...still won't understand shit.

If God would just give me a way to escape the two lemon heads I call the Scorpios in my life, I would not be so overwhelmed with soup.

I've been building a case against my so-called husband for the better part of the last, few years. Time was on my side in that I now have enough documented evidence to prove what a monster he is.

Oh, I guess God did give me...a way to escape. I was too busy over here in the corner expecting 100% unconditional truth, honesty, and transparency from people who supposedly love me and care for me, or at least that's the claim...and living among the trash and escaping into my own fantasy because monsters and trash and ghosts on the web never did get me to Mexico.